[Accompany]
I glared at him.
"You don't have to say it like that. At least allow me to reject him properly."
I shuddered in fear when his eyes narrowed. Pupils constricted so much it became a dot. Oblivious to my body's shaking, I continued to glare at him.
After our long staring contest, he finally conceded. Sighing, he gave my phone back and started the engine without a word.
I contacted Zhander. "Hel––"
"Leanna, is what Cain said the truth?" Zhander said, tone feeble like he was so exhausted to even speak.
No fair in using that voice on me!
I hesitated, feeling conflicted.
The man beside me is someone I have feelings. On the other side of the phone is the man I didn't want to hurt since he's a really nice guy. And he's the grandson of the man who became like a family to me.
I took a deep breath.
"Zhander, I'm going out with Cain."
. . .
. . .
"Since when?"
Zhander's voice was calm, but the bitterness in them was thick that it was hard to ignore.
